These next few days we will be featuring Erotica from India. Our story team have been busy sourcing Erotica from the East and came across writings from the late Mary Jorsay Gandmar. Her executors have very kindly given us permission to publish her stories. Mary had over 80 stories published…you are in for a treat!

Here is an extract from Dirty Amber

She lay naked on a low divan in the middle of the room, crouched on all her forearms and knees like the sphinx, her legs folded under her belly in an obtuse V, her head bowed. Silk scarves bound her wrists and ankles to the divan. Her dusky skin shimmered with sweat and her chest heaved. Her head rose slowly and she moaned, her fingers scrunching the rich tapestry counterpane on which she lay. Her eyes were hooded and her lips fluttered open. She tensed, whimpering softly, and her eyes were wide and glassy.

“Please … hurry … please … fuck me! Fuck me hard!”

And then her body jerked forward and her head snapped back and her mouth tore open as if pulled by an invisible string. A long, thin shriek erupted from her throat. Her face twisted and contorted and spasmed in agony. Tendons stood out and strained in her long neck and her lips snapped back in a savage rictus.